It turned out that this was Xue Qing. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The eyes of more than a dozen students fell on the little boy....... no worship was just funny.

Although he has not seen Xue Qing, he has admired the name for a long time, after all, he is the first person who dares to claim to be the champion.

So many scholars are interested in their own purpose of studying, either to do scholarship or to be clear-sighted, of course, more are to enter the imperial examination, but the most daring mad students only dare to say that they are in the middle of the jinshi, who dares to shout what champion they are...... The champion is not as common as Chinese cabbage.

What's even more infuriating is that the purpose of Zhong Zhuangyuan is to marry a daughter-in-law, which is simply insulting to Sven, and it is a shame that he dares to come to worship Mr. Qingxia as a teacher.

The laughter and discussion of the students were even louder.

"Let's go, don't dirty the place. Someone even said unceremoniously.

Xue Qing didn't care about these ridicules, just looked at the boy.

"It was Mr. Qingxia who asked me to come. She said.

The boy rolled his eyes.

"Sir said just to let you take a look. He said, "Look at it now." ”

He pointed to the dozen or so students present.

"Look at how you're doing it. ”

Xue Qing glanced at it and sighed.

"Have you ever read?" asked the boy, holding his chin, "do you know how to make arts?

Xue Qing shook his head.

This made the laughter around him louder, and Zhang Liantang, who was standing in the distance, also laughed.

"Wouldn't he say that Mr. Qingxia didn't know him well, so he looked down on him?" he said.

Zhang Shuangtong sighed.

"Isn't that stupid? He said.

The boy had sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, and he looked at what he said. Zhang Liantang said.

…….

The situation here is different, and more people are curious to look at it and ask one after another.

"Sir is taking the exam for students who want to apprentice. ”

"What's the situation with that standing?"

"It was Xue Qing. ”

"Oh, is that Xue Qing?"

"The one who took the exam to marry his daughter-in-law?"

Xue Qing's famous students also knew that many people gathered curiously to come over to see the excitement.

……

"Nothing.." The boy rolled his eyes and pointed to a few cases, "Go sit down and answer a question." ”

Is this still going to give you a chance? The students present whispered with some dissatisfaction.

Xue Qing didn't sit down as he said.

"What questions?" she asked.

The boy pouted.

"You don't know how to make art, so just write a little essay. He said, thinking for a moment, "What do you think of Mr. Qingxia." ”

Mr. Qingxia's behavior followed the way of the sage, and it was very easy to take out a random article and write it, and the students present could not hide their envy, which was much easier than their topic.

……

Xiao Tong's voice was very loud, and Zhang Liantang and the others, who were standing not far away, also heard it.

"Bah.." Zhang Shuangtong said, "Mr. really received the Guo family's money?"

Zhang Liantang was noncommittal.

"Since the gentleman has promised to let people come, he must give an explanation. He said, "Sir, this is not to look at people by identity, give him a chance, whether he can grasp it or not depends on himself, don't blame others." ”

Xue Qing still stood still.

She doesn't know Mr. Qingxia and doesn't have any opinions, if she has to say it, she has an opinion about Qingxia Fairy.

She smiled at the thought.

"It's very good-looking. She said.

What the hell? The scholar was stunned, and the students present were also stunned.

Xue Qing didn't wait for them to come back to their senses, and turned around and walked out with the basket.

"You, what are you doing?" the scholar shouted.

Xue Qing didn't look back, just waved his hand lightly.

"I'll go home. She said.

The house was in an uproar again.

…….

Zhang Liantang and Zhang Shuangtong were also stunned, and Zhang Liantang sneered first.

"This kid is not only sharp-toothed, but also very arrogant. He said.

Zhang Shuangtong knocked on the folding fan in his hand and laughed.

"Interesting and interesting, I dare to say that Mr. is good-looking. He said, "This is Mr. Molestation, isn't it?"

Although there was no doorman to guide the way, Xue Qing also returned the same way accurately, but on the way to the silence of time and space, many people appeared on the rocks on both sides, and the young students who were originally scattered in the mountains all gathered over, or looked at Xue Qing with curiosity or disdain or indifference.

It was really a little intimidating to look at so many eyes like this, but Xue Qing still looked calm and steady, and his eyes were still looking at these young students who were watching.

Standing closer, I can see their descriptions more clearly than before, although not everyone is handsome and beautiful, but the youthful atmosphere coupled with the fragrance of books is edified, all of them are good and refreshing...... This is something that Xue Qing can't see in the courtyard on the street every day.

Xue Qing looked at them unceremoniously.

They looked at her, she looked at them, and they saw the mountain gate all the way, leaving these young students behind.

I don't know what the scholar and those students and Mr. Qingxia are in at this time, and whether they think their back is cool or stupid, anyway, Xue Qing is quite cool.

He made it difficult for her.

That's right, that's to make things difficult, or to make her stand up.

Obviously said let me come, and after I came, I put on this posture, this is not a deliberate search for trouble?

If you want to talk about the arrogance of the literati, I can also talk about it..... You don't want me to be a disciple, I don't want you to be a teacher, maybe you can publicize that you are not a disciple of Mr. Qingxia in the future, which is also a kind of fame.

Maybe Mr. Qingxia wants to grind her temperament, but Xue Qing thinks that she doesn't need this kind of thing, she has been grinding all her life, and she doesn't want to be grinded anymore in this life.

She just wants to read a book in peace and learn some basic skills that can teach young children, and she doesn't really want to take the top exam.

The doorman who stayed in front of the door didn't know what was going on inside, and was a little stunned to see her come out.

Xue Qing crossed him and stepped out of the mountain gate, but he didn't see Steward Wu and the carriage, maybe he thought that she had entered the school hall and came out after dark, so she went back first.

Xue Qing walked along the road to the street of Fuxue Palace, at this time the students were a little quiet on the street of the mountain school community, Xue Qing picked up a shady place and sat down, and put the basket with the bundle at his feet.

Do you walk back or wait for them to pick you up?

As she was looking at the street scene and thinking, she suddenly felt a sound around her, and she looked sideways to see a thin hand reaching over and grabbing her basket.

Xue Qing looked up with her hand and met a wrinkled old face, and the old face also looked at her, smiling like a chrysanthemum.

"There's good wine here. He said, his expression serious, as if Xue Qing was discussing something.

His hand was still grasping the edge of the basket.

Xue Qing nodded loudly.

"It's good wine. She said.

Perhaps she looked too serious and looked peaceful, but the old man was too thin-skinned and withdrew his hand with a light cough, twisting his messy beard.

"Are you here to apprentice?" he said, with a little sympathy and a little indignation, "This Mr. Qingmei is also too tricky, people come to study because they can afford him, they should all accept it, and they are blind to these shackles." ”

"It's Mr. Qingxia. Xue Qing corrected.

The old man waved his hand.

"It doesn't matter if it's Mei or Xia, in short, it's not right to let the students not accept it. He said, his gaze falling on Xue Qing's basket again, "I'm not like this." ”

Xue Qing looked at him.

"Are you also a teacher, sir?" she asked.

The old man seemed to be waiting for her to ask this sentence, and with a perked spirit, he stretched out his hand and pointed forward.

"Yes, I also started a social studies. "It's over there." ”

Xue Qing saw a house in front of him, hanging all kinds of signboards, dazzling, and couldn't see the signboard of the school for a while.

The old man's hand had already grasped the basket again.

"Kid, do you want to go to my school?" he asked with a smile.